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OTP; That's My Girl

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                           ❝ yeah? maybe it’s the accent. 

               he gave her a slight smile, as if amused by her
         
     comment.  he was, actually, if only slightly.  that
               was  how  the  world  worked  now. each  smile
               was fleeting,  drastically temporary, a reflection
               on themselves perhaps.

               shaking his head,  he could be thankful that for
         
     now,  fuel wouldn’t be an issue.    perhaps luck 
               was finally on his side.

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                           ❝ actually, it’s not so bad. we’ve
                                         got  enough  for a  few  days,  i’d  say.
                                         you feeling okay? 

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“Well, that’s good. This really is a haven on wheels, can’t say I’ve seen many moving cars since the world went to shit,”

Fallon paused to consider his question. Was she feeling okay? Well, aside from the dehydration and exhaustion that wracked her body, she was the best off that she’d been in a long while. No injuries except for the obligatory cuts and scratches, and the bruise on her temple had finally ebbed into nonexistence.

“I’m alright, I mean, as alright as one can be,” she gave a small shrug.

(via shepherde)